Month: October 2008

A few weeks back we took Grandma Jo and Grandpa Howie with us to the “EPCOT Food and Wine Fest”. I downed a LOT of chocolate and popcorn.

I am really into pin trading, as mentioned in a previous post. I got a bunch of new Lilo & Stitch pins. I was showing Grandma Jo some of my neat finds.

Last weekend we went to the Oktoberfest at Dunedin Highlander Park. This is where Mommy & Daddy had gone on their first “not-so-date” date. I enjoyed a few games of fishing.

I caught a LOT of sharks!

I wanted a prize from the balloon booth but the throwing of darts was scary. So Mommy took over and won a few prizes.

She tried to get me to toss just ONE!

Eventually I came and tried.

What FORM! Wait, maybe not! At least Mommy popped enough to get me a cool iguana stuffed animal. I also won a snake (that needed surgery upon arriving at home, it had a hole!), an alligator, a fish and a neat baton with sparkly strings on it.

I tried the “coin fountains” but didn’t win anything. I burst into tears because I am having a hard time understanding that you don’t win something every time! It was all fixed by a Tootsie Roll, delivered by Mommy.

I tried fishing one more time!

Always an ego booster.

I had a lot of fun and didn’t even do any rides.

I met my friend Sammie at Celebration Station for a Sukkot Celebration. I went on a TON of rides, including bumper boats, go-karts, tea cup like thing, swings and we played putt-putt. When we got home I was kind of grumpy. Daddy ran up to Grandma Jo’s to work on her computer and Mommy put Emmerson down for a nap. I laid down on the sofa and requested cartoons. A few minutes later I told Mommy I was hot and stripped out of my clothing. Mommy took my temperature and I am a bit warm (100.4). Then I told Mommy that the sofa was itchy and I needed a pillow. So she got me a pillow to lay on. Then I wanted my Curious George blanket and POPCORN! Mommy took care of my needs. After my popcorn I took my pillow to the floor and told Mommy I was cold and asked for help putting my clothing back on. TWO minutes later this was the result:

I fell asleep with a graham cracker in my hand. Poor me!

Okay, I’m thinking it’s time to move.  Either that or our park/playground is going down hill.  Or is it society as a whole?  Probably the latter.  🙁  Bad parental and grandparental generations!  Shame on you for letting society become what it is today.

I was at the playground and there was a very rude and mean bunch of kids (middle school) playing there for a post football party.  (I won’t list off all the rudeness and atrocities, but they included monopolizing the equipment, beating on a sweet handicapped younger brother of one of the boys at the party, and having a massive water balloon fight and soaking people who weren’t with the party).  

Anyway, the point isn’t that they were rude and mean.  Get this.  Mommy dragged me away as this game started but I still overheard it.

They played “tag”.  Copacetic so far.  But, as they ran all around the equipment playing tag, if someone shouted “drive by” everyone had to dive to the ground.  The last one to get prone on the ground became a punching bag and everyone got to come over and hit them.

They were doing this in full view of their parents.  

Um, it’s time to move Mommy and Daddy.  Find another country please.  I fear this one is quickly headed downward. 🙁

I’m really starting to master manipulative situations and am so proud of myself. Soon I’ll best mommy on a regular basis. I succeeded the other night.

I went into the kitchen and:

Me: Mommy, I’m hungry.  May I have a snack?

Mommy: You can have a healthy snack.

Me: How about you make me a chocolate chip cookie?

Mommy: We don’t have any to make.

Me: What about the ones in the freezer?

Mommy: No, I’m not going to make a cookie.

Me: (Saying this with a big grin on my face since I thought I had Mommy manipulated into a corner because she said “make”) Okay.  How about these instead?  (I was pointing to a box of cookies on the counter)

Mommy gave in.  Go me!

I’m getting much better at playing the game.  I wanted the cookies on the counter the whole time but knew Mommy would have said no if I asked for them right away.  Soon I’ll figure out the means to accomplish all my devious goals! 🙂

No, I’m not chasing a hotie on the playground. I’m riding my tricycle and mommy keeps walking in front of me telling me to keep pedaling and catch up. Apparently daddy calls mommy gorgeous a lot. That’s who I’m shouting “wait for me gorgeous!!!”.

Go figure.